Good Morning

good morning

Am C G Am C G
good morning , who are you?
Am C G Am C G
i woke up and saw you
Am C G Am C G
i’m dreaming , still dreaming
F E
my life is now about to have some meaning

good morning , i’m thinking
i must have been drinking
and said something clever
it must have been the best line from me ever

C G Dm
thank you , god , for something rare as this
C G Dm
what surely must have been a holy night of bliss
C G Dm
gratitude for having thought of me
C G Dm
i know your time is tight , and yet you thought of me

good morning , you woke up
got dressed up , hair messed up
while i fix you breakfast
i hope it’s just your laugh that is infectious

good morning in sorrow
i know that tomorrow
you’ll be with some winner
who’s richer , younger , maybe even thinner

rubles in the bank and petrol in the tank
of some mercedes benz who spends and spends and spends
on booked up restaurants , a thousand phony fronts
but will he ever wish you a good morning?

thank you , god . . .

Am E G D
and did i stumble have a fall , hit my head against a wall
Am E G D
at some point did we trade vows? are you just some high – priced service from uptown?

good morning , buon giorno
ohayo , buenas dias
hey , where you going? hey , where you going?
does dasvedonya really mean good morning?

please spare me derision
i’ll do my rendition
a lengthy recital
of every song with foolish in the title

by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com